You know those bumper stickers, I’d rather be skiing/fishing/sailing/driving a
Titleist/etc.? I think we can all relate to that feeling, especially as we sit
in a car, close
My dog Mack is the official love dog, but the story of true love in our house
starts with the scrappy Catahoula, Emma. I never wanted a dog (you can’t leave
town!
Many years ago, when I lived in San Francisco, someone asked me how to go
camping. They had never been. I had never met a person who had not camped, had
no memory
Animals are an essential part of life in the Wildish West. You have heard about
our dogs, the fish we try to catch [https://www.wildwestish.com/tag/trout/],
moose and spiders encountered
Gravel, finally. RK releases his seat belt, windows go down, the dogs perk up, lift their heads and stick noses out the window. Gravel and dirt lead to the good places: